...Crom. How does your Grace? mi. Why, well; ' Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell, , I know my felf now, 'and I feel within me A Peace above all Earthly...ftill and quiet Confcience. The King has cur'd me, t humbly thank his Grace; and from thefe Shoulders This ruin'd Pillar, out of pity, taken A load would...

...indeed. Crom. How does your Grace? W»U Why, well; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell, I know my felf now, and I feel within me A Peace above all Earthly Dignities, A ftilJ and quiet Confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace; and from theie Shoulders...

...Cram. How does yonr Grace \ Wei. Why, well. Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know my felf now, and I feel within me A peace above all earthly dignities ; A mil and quiet confidence. The King has CMr'd me> I humbly thank his Grace ; and from thefe fhoulders,...

...Cram. How does your Grace ? Wei Why, well; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. . . I know my felf now, and I feel within me A peace above all earthly...ftill and quiet confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace -, and from thefe fhoulders, Thefe ruin'd pillars, out of pity taken A load...

...indeed. Cram. How does your Grace ? Wol. Why, well; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myfelf now, and I feel within me A peace above all earthly...ftill and quiet confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace ; and, from thefe moulders, Thefe ruin'd pillars, out of pity taken A load...

...Crota. How does yo G race i ' Wol. Why, well ; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myfelf now, and I feel within me A peace above all earthly...ftill and quiet confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace ; and, from thefe moulders, Thefe ruin'd pillars, out of pity taken A load...

...Crom. How does your Grace ? Wolf. Why, well ; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myfelf now, and I feel within me A Peace above all earthly Dignities ; A ftill and quiet Confidence. The King has cur'd me, I humb'y thank his Grace, and, from thelc Shoulders, Thcfe ruin'd...

...Crom. How does your Grace ? Wolf. Why, well; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myfelf now, and I feel within me A Peace above all earthly...ftill and quiet Confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace, and, from thefe Shoulders, Thefe ruin'd Pillars, out of Pity taken A Load...

...Croat. How does your Grace ? Wai. Why, well; Never fo truly happy, my good Cromwell. I know myfelf now., and I feel within me A peace above all earthly...ftill and quiet confcience. The King has cur'd me, I humbly thank his Grace; and, from thefe fboulders, Thefe ruin'd pillars, out of pity taken A load...